Chapter 71 Jiangnan Xing becomes his temporary wife in the name of Heng’s wife…
Three years ago, Crown Prince Qin Moshu died suddenly in his bed, and the cause of death has not been determined to this day.
At that time, everyone said that the prince looked innocent on the surface, but was actually a dissolute and licentious person in private, and he was really two-faced.
Qin Yanheng never believed such remarks. He was with the Crown Prince every day and was the person who knew the Crown Prince best. The Crown Prince would never do such a thing.
Someone must have murdered the prince, and then labeled him as having died a violent death. This is really cruel.
But no matter how much Qin Yanheng didn't believe the prince's death, he couldn't find any clues about the prince's murder in the past three years.
Until tonight when he saw the soul lamp made by the prince in the mine with his own eyes, the hatred that Qin Yanheng had suppressed in his heart suddenly surged up. He was determined to find the murderer behind the scenes, tear his soul apart with his own hands, and prevent him from entering the reincarnation for the rest of his life!
A prince of the Eastern Palace was made into a soul lamp to prolong his life.
Who is so cruel?
Qin Yanheng sat at the table, his right hand clenched into a fist and his whole body trembling slightly. He stared at the candle on the table that contained the prince's soul. There was only a few drops of oil left on the candle.
After the prince's death, his soul was immediately extracted and made into a soul lamp to prolong his life. Three years had passed, and the soul trapped in the lamp had long since become fragmented. Even a Taoist immortal could not piece together the prince's soul.
His three souls and seven spirits have dissipated, and he will never be reincarnated again. Qin Moshu has completely disappeared from the world.
"Your Highness..."
Luo Qingling didn't know how to comfort Qin Yanheng. She sat beside him, their shoulders only a fist's distance apart. She had gotten used to being close to him without knowing when.
Within half an hour, the two of them returned to the governor's mansion from the stone cave in Shenling. Luo Qingling noticed Qin Yanheng's depressed mood along the way. Now that the cause of the prince's death was clear and her father's war that year was also suspicious, she had no time to care about her feelings for Qin Yanheng.
Whether she likes him or not, she will not abandon Qin Yanheng and let him face these things alone - after all, he has never been separated from her since they met on the night of the Qujiang Banquet.
After the matter between the prince and her father is resolved, if Qin Yanheng has another young lady he likes, she will let him go.
At that time, she could return to the frontier where she had lived since childhood and live with her parents. As for the time she and Qin Yanheng spent in the capital, she would just treat it as a dream.
At his side, Qin Yanheng's clenched fist rested on the table. The soul lamp in front of him had not yet been lit, and a part of the prince's soul was still hidden inside. But even if the soul was summoned, the prince's consciousness had long dissipated, and he could not tell the truth of that year.
"That group of people is so despicable!" Qin Yanheng's nails dug into the flesh.
Luo Qingling remained silent, looking at Qin Yanheng's white joints for a long time, and moved her fingertips hesitantly, but was hesitant to put her palm on the back of his hand.
Even though she had no romantic intentions, she just wanted to comfort him.
Her fingertips tapped his fist.
Luo Qingling admitted that she had some thoughts of using softness to overcome hardness. She secretly glanced at Qin Yanheng, placed her fingertips lightly on his whitening hand bones, and tapped gently.
The big hand suddenly flipped over and tightly grasped her hand with such strength that she couldn't break free.
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Luo Qingling's eyes suddenly widened, her heart pounding. She pursed her lips and looked at Qin Yanheng again.
He suddenly grabbed her hand, probably because he was too sad and wanted to seek some comfort. Also, she had never seen Qin Yanheng so depressed, and he must be feeling bad at the moment.
"Madam Luo." Qin Yanheng's voice was a little hoarse.
"Hmm?" Luo Qingling replied gently.
Qin Yanheng sighed softly, suppressing the grief in his heart. He turned his head to look at her, forced a smile on his face, stared at her for a while, and then slowly said: "I will send Xuanying to escort Madam Luo back to the capital. Don't worry, Xuanying will definitely protect you all the way back to the Luo Mansion."
"What does your Highness mean?" Luo Qingling's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling.
"After daybreak, you will go north along the waterway until..."
"Qin Yanheng, please explain clearly!"
Luo Qingling interrupted him with a glare, his eyes trembling, and a wave of heat gradually rose in his eyes: "When we were in Shenling, you said you didn't want to be separated from me, and now you let Xuanying take me back to the capital... Little Prince, what do you want to do?"
"You said we'd never be apart, even though time has passed. You also said I'd go back to Beijing alone. Am I just an object? To be commanded by you?"
"Qin Yanheng, I know you can't accept that the prince was turned into a soul lantern, and I understand your hatred for the murderer, but I have already said that I came south for my father. I am not just accompanying you to search for him, I also want to save my father!"
Luo Qingling couldn't control her emotions. She wanted to pull her hand out of Qin Yanheng's palm, but Qin Yanheng tightened his fingers and didn't let her move at all.
He leaned over and hugged her, his thin lips whispering in her ear: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
"I didn't consider your feelings," Qin Yanheng said in a low voice, "I didn't mean to leave you alone, I was just too worried about your safety."
"With you here, nothing will happen to me." Luo Qingling hugged Qin Yanheng back with both hands, buried her face in his lapel, and felt the familiar fragrance.
Before she knew it, she had already gotten used to Qin Yanheng's smell.
The strong arms on her back gradually tightened, and the hands seemed to want to hold her in their arms. Luo Qingling did not struggle, and let Qin Yanheng bury his head in her neck and take a deep breath.
She didn't know what Qin Yanheng was thinking of her now, but that didn't matter. The most important thing right now was to find the person behind Li Huojian, avenge the prince, and redress her father's injustice.
"The road ahead is very dangerous. Madam Luo, are you sure you want to face it with me?" Qin Yanheng asked in a hoarse voice.
Luo Qingling did not answer, but nodded vigorously in his arms.
Now that the matter of the soul lamp extending life has been exposed, the cause of the prince's death has surfaced. It is not known whether the person who killed the prince and slandered General Luo is the same person, but what is certain is that it must be related to the Li Huojian.
After alerting the enemy, they don't have much time left to find the truth. She and Qin Yanheng must find the culprit before the person behind the scenes kills them.
Three days later, Raocheng.
The wheels gradually stopped, and a carriage with extremely ordinary decoration stopped in front of the city gate. The curtains were shaking, and no one knew who was inside.
"Where's the document? You want to enter the city without it?"
An officer stepped forward with a knife in hand and held the handle horizontally. He was about to lift the curtain of the carriage when he saw a pair of slender hands reaching out from inside, with a pass held between two fingers.
The officer took a look at the pair of extremely noble hands, then stepped back two steps to carefully observe the unidentified carriage in front of him. He sneered and thought to himself that this was another nobleman whose family had fallen on hard times. One look at his hands showed that he must have lived a good life in the past.
But isn't the noble young master still waiting for him to review the documents before he can enter the city like the common people?
The officer rolled his eyes, feeling a sense of contempt. He couldn't help but straighten his back, pulled the document from the hands, shook it up and down, and studied it carefully for a moment.
It turned out to be the son of the Heng family in Si'an Prefecture. The officer snorted and spread out the document to continue reading.
I heard that the Heng family was once a salt merchant appointed by the imperial court. Last year, they were fined a huge sum of money by the emperor for selling illegal salt. Mr. Heng emptied his family's savings to barely pay the fine, but he was still thrown into jail. The Heng family must have lost both their money and their people by now.
The Master Heng in the carriage used to rely on his status as the son of a wealthy businessman to fight and cause trouble on the streets every day. Now his reputation is as bad as a rat crossing the street.
But why did Master Heng come to Raocheng instead of staying in Si'anzhou City?
The officers and soldiers continued to read and found information about a woman on the document - she was Master Heng's wife.
She had no name or surname, only the three words "Heng's wife".
Whatever, she's just a young lady, what kind of trouble can she cause?
"Okay, let them go." The officer threw the document under the curtain of the carriage and raised his chin to signal the coachman to drive the horses into the city.
Yes, in a few days it will be the birthday of Magistrate Guo of Raocheng, and the Heng family will definitely come to curry favor with him. After all, Magistrate Guo just returned from a banquet in the capital not long ago. Now, apart from Magistrate Guo, who else within a hundred miles of Jiangnan Road can speak a few good words for the Heng family in front of the saint.
Young Master Heng brought his wife to Raocheng at this critical juncture, and anyone would think in this way.
The carriage slowly drove into the city and headed straight towards the residence of County Magistrate Guo.
Inside the car.
Luo Qingling tugged at her gauze dress, looking embarrassed. She glanced at Qin Yanheng, who was sitting opposite her with his eyes closed and pretending to be asleep. The latter was sitting with his legs crossed, looking natural, without any discomfort of having changed his identity.
She scratched her cheek with her index finger, feeling a little embarrassed.
Xuanying had previously found out that the descendant of the high-ranking scout whom his father had accidentally killed suddenly appeared in Raocheng. So in order to save time, the two of them secretly entered the city under the identity of Hengyang, the son of a wealthy businessman in Si'an Prefecture.
As for Luo Qingling, Qin Yanheng's original words were:
"Although Hengyang is a bit of a playboy, he is well-known for doting on his wife. He will never leave her side if he can stay close to her. If I enter the city as Hengyang without my wife, it will definitely arouse suspicion."
"But don't worry. I've already sent people to investigate. Heng Yang's wife happens to have the character 'Qing' in her name. After we change our names to the Heng couple, you can call me Heng Lang and I'll call you Qing Qing. We'll be inseparable and won't arouse suspicion."
How shameless!
Was it Heng Lang or Heng Lang? This man was probably just joking with her under the guise of a pseudonym.
Luo Qingling closed his eyes secretly, not wanting to recall Qin Yanheng's shameless look when he said this, and then half-opened his eyes and pretended to speak, in fact, to hide his inner panic.
"Your Highness..."
The young man slowly raised his eyelids and looked at her, a smile in his black and white eyes. Luo Qingling immediately understood what he meant.
"Heng... Henglang?" Luo Qingling changed his words under pressure.
"Yeah." Qin Yanheng curled the corners of his mouth and looked at her with a smile.
He was really pushing it too far. How could he agree so naturally? Luo Qingling was speechless.
"Qingqing, you should get used to it sooner, otherwise it will be bad if you reveal your true identity in front of others." Qin Yanheng, who was enjoying the fun, opened his mouth and added another word. He put his hands behind his head and leaned against the back of the chair, crossed his legs, raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.
“…”
Okay, isn't it just calling him Heng Lang? What's the difficulty? After all, it's Heng Lang, not Heng Lang. Why is she shy?
Besides, Qin Yanheng doesn’t know that she likes him now, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about.
"Henglang, although Raocheng is not big, it has a population of hundreds of thousands. How can we find the descendants of Gao Scout?" Luo Qingling made up his mind and spoke very straightforwardly.
Qin Yanheng nodded, looking very pleased with the new title.
He admitted that he had some selfish motives in asking her to call him Henglang. These days, with the identity of Hengyang, he had to listen carefully to Luo Qingling's words "Henglang is long, Henglang is short". Her voice was so soft that it touched his heart.
"In two days it will be Magistrate Rao Chengguo's birthday. During this time, all the high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen in Jiangnan will come to celebrate. We will just wait."
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